Johns are friends, Not food. ch2===> be the really nerdy shy kid's cool as hell best friendJohns are friends, Not food. ch23 months ago in Settings
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Dave sighed, watching the teacher do uninteresting things as he moved about the classroom. He seemed to be explaining something about adams... Or something.. He knew he must have given John a panic attack, it was unfair in a way John had given his last name but in return Dave said his was 'awesome', which wasn't really a lie. To be honest, his heart rate sped up intensively when he heard the nerdy kid talk, but he had the best poker face around. It was really weird for some reason actually seeing John. John was definitely not like Dave had quite imagined. He had cute little buck teeth and the biggest glasses (made him look even more like a nerd honestly.) With a light blue hoodies, some normal jeans on, and the darkest yet softest looking hair you could imagine. Dave felt sick honestly, John was one of the first human friends Dave made. Even if it was just over the Internet, John was pretty unique to Dave. Not to mention now t
Johns are friends, Not food. ch4===> Be the kinda pissed off but not too pissed off to where you get kinda mad at everything pissed off pissed off guyJohns are friends, Not food. ch43 months ago in Settings
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Shit. That's all Dave could currently think of as he took every inch closer to Dirk. Shit. Of course he didn't want apple juice, That would make him sick. It was true he used to love apple juice with a passion, until he turned either fourteen or thirteen and gained a taste for blood. Now all the 'golden liquid', as he once called it, did was make him sick to his stomach. Yet that wasn't the main reason as to why he was spazzing out in his mind, oh no. It was Dirk of course, It was never good that he was actually up in the afternoons before Dark. Sure, He had offered to pick Dave up from school for now on, but Dave doubted he really wanted John here. It was a frustrating predicament Dave had shoved himself in, better yet it was more like he had thrown himself into it.
Dave walked (By walked, Went 5 steps from the living room) into the light blue kitchen, with it's chess